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Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917 Why are you pro-child labor?

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917 (Having to dust off quotes about child labor in 2023 sucks)

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917 (Having to dust off quotes about child labor in 2023 sucks)

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917 (Having to dust off quotes about child labor in 2023 sucks)

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917 Child labor

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

AlecJohnson4TX: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. —Sarah N. Cleghorn

Badass4Mothers: “The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play.” - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: “The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play.” - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

Badass4Mothers: “The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play.” - Sarah N. Cleghorn, 1917

faineg: The golf links lie so near the mill That almost every day The laboring children can look out And see the men at play. —Sarah N. Cleghorn (this is the American past and future the GOP salivates for)

mbllngr: In today’s research reading... “Comrade Jesus” (1914) by Sarah N. Cleghorn: (1/9)

EpixWeightLoss: The unfit die - the fit both live and thrive. Alas who say so they who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

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RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

CarolAGardner2: Carol A. Gardner Retweeted RC deWinter A wonderful quote. I'll share my favorite from 1890: "The golf links lie so...

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

RodSinstack: The unfit die -- the fit both live and thrive. Alas, who say so They who do survive. - Sarah N. Cleghorn

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BlessedBellerin: Sarah N. Cleghorn~ The unfit die - the fit both live and thrive. Alas who say so They who do survive.

flemingpydaphne: Sarah N. Cleghorn. The unfit die - the fit both live and thrive. Alas who say so They who do survive.



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